They played for the sake of play alone, and their only concern was the ultimate evolution of their game.

Saturday, February 05, 2005

Kneeling at the feet of...

My favorite kind of men to have relationships with -- if they aren't theoretical physicists or astrophysicists specializing in black holes -- are neuroscientists.

Aside from the very important fact that with them disclaimers about moods or neurohormones are always unnecessary, they are the type of man who is wise enough to realize, when you write them gushing with love after two weeks of relative silence, that it's probably the percocet.

5 Comments:

Anonymous said...

*laughs*

I would have believed you drawn to them just because of your scientist fetish, but the points you raised are excellent and ones I wouldn't have thought of. Anyway able to inherently and instantly understand your periods of slumming in the 'squalid psychochemical ghetto of chronic low spirit' must be your perfect lover.

Biophysicists are off the list since you poisoned me with your amino acid recommendations. Did I not mention the two months of non-stop weeping and general odd natured paranoid depression? Quite an interesting experience in retrospect and for that, as always, you have my thanks but hoo haw was it debilitating to my relationships.

"I am the seasoned traveler
Of the Labyrinth.
The genius of alacrity,
Wizard of the impossible.
My brilliance is yet unmatched
In its originality.
My heart's filled with potent magic
That could cast a hundred spells.
I am put together
For mine own pleasure.

I am the Monkey."

Seems pretty apt.

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